Day Trip (for carolina_blonde)

[head_psychic]

Shawn actually enjoys getting out of town for a change. Even though this whole Psychic thing is really great and something he hopes to continue for a long time – because seriously, where could he get so much fun and action at once? - he misses getting out, getting around more. Fifty-seven jobs and constant travelling certainly left their traces.

Humming slightly he slows down the motorcycle when he gets closer to the location and can’t help but wonder if she really does look like Juliet. He will probably be able to detect slight differences, he thinks, after all two persons couldn’t look identical, couldn’t they? Only if they were clones. Shawn frowns at the thought of multiple Juliet clones, then grins at the thought of Lassiter having to deal with multiple Juliet clones. That could make some great comedy movie with a slightly creepy edge.

Taking off his helmet he takes a quick look around. He’s a little early, which is a surprise but leaves him enough time to scan the area and take him some random details. He shoves his hands into his pockets and walks into the building, trying to spot Tara anywhere nearby.

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[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"That must be interesting, but it must get lonely too." She nods a little. "James is like that. He left once for two and a half months without a word. It drove me out of my mind. I don't know how you guys can do it. I guess that makes me kind of a homebody."

She shoved her hands into the pockets of her jeans, "But that's what you ask for as a Bond girl, I guess," she admitted with a laugh.

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"I would love to meet him one day. He was so totally my childhood hero! Think that would be possible?" Shawn asks, the boyish excitement on his face totally giving him away.

"As for the travelling I guess I just wanted to try out everything. Have fun in life. See new places." He shrugs, grinning. "But now I've found my calling as a psychic."

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"It's good to find what you love. I wanted to be a Bond girl and when that didn't work out, I wanted to be a cop. I've never been so proud of anything as I was when I made detective," she admitted, blushing a little. "Worked my butt off for this badge."

But then she nodded. "I'll see what I can do. Maybe next time he comes home with me, unless you are going to be in England at all. I don't think he'd mind!"

(OOC: The Bond that Tara's talking about is 007_jamesbond. Just, you know, to eliminate any potential confusion. Hehehe.)

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"I bet you did. You do seem like the hard working type." Shawn nods thoughtfully. "It's important that you love your job. I mean, wouldn't that be horrible? Doing a job day in and out you hate? God, I couldn't take it!"

His eyes ligth up and he jumps up and down a little. "Awesome! I'm gonna meet James Bond!"

(ooc: God, I bet Shawn would be the worst fangirl ever and hang on his sleeve all day... XD)

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"Breathe," she teases, shooting him a sly smile. She can't blame him. In elementary school, when they asked little Tara Meredith what she wanted to be, she said 'Bond girl.' That didn't go over well with her teacher. She's the number-one Bond fan in the world, well, without being stalker creepy. At least she hopes it's not too weird. James doesn't seem to mind.

But then she nods. "It's a really cool thing, being a detective. These days I work for MI6 when I'm in London, so I'm not really a detective anymore, but I try to help out when I come home. I mean, these are my friends and all."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, friends are important." Shawn nods, calming down a little. Still, he bounces from time to time, because, dude, James Bond!

"So you're actually more of a freelance worker for the LAPD?"

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"Sort of a volunteer." She laughs. "That was what hurt the most, you know? Giving up my badge. I worked my whole career to be a detective. But obviously that big ocean between here and London wasn't helping so I moved to England. I just can't resist going back when I get home, though. I still enjoy the work."

She looks over at him. "You seem to really enjoy what you're doing."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"I am!" he beams and nods eagerly. "It's just... it feels right, you know? Like after all that time and all those jobs I've found the right thing to do. I really hope I can keep working as a psychic. Sometimes it's really hard, you know, with all those sceptics and everything..."

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"It must be." She nodded a little. "People are cynical about a lot of things these days. We've lost our ability to have a lot of faith in spectacular things. We just believe in facts and what is in front of us. But that's not all that's out there."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"Yes. There is a lot more... invisible... transient..." Moving into his 'psychic' posture, Shawn waves his hands through the air, an expression of wonderment on his face. "You have to keep the ability to be flabbergasted sometimes."

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"Having an open mind is a wonderful thing. I miss the innocence and the wonder I had as a kid. Granted, it's hard to keep it when you see some of the things people do to each other." She shrugged. "But it's pretty cool to be alive and I just want to make the world a better place."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"See! That? That's what I mean. That's adorable." Shawn stops right in front of Tara and puts one hand on her shoulder. The other one pokes the tip of her nose while he beams at her. "You're adorable. You'll get a hotdog for... adorableness. You do like hotdogs, I hope?"

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"Oh, of course." Tara cracks a smile, despite the fact that she's blushing, yet again. It seems to be a reaction she can't help. "I dunno. It's just always been an ambition of mine. No matter what I wanted to do. Well...except for being on American Gladiators."

She grins. "They're bringing that back, though, I keep telling myself I should audition."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

Shawn returns the grin. In fact, it spreads all over his face, from ear to ear. "American Gladiators? Oh my God. You so totally have to do that! I'll be your coach. And your personal cheerleader. And your physiotherapist. Did I tell you that I opened my own acupuncture studio once?"

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"What?" she blurted, laughing, as she processed all the information that he'd just thrown at her. It took her a second, before she laughed, "Now come on, that's a story you absolutely have to explain. My guess is you've got a lot of stories. So c'mon. Give. I'll pout if I have to."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry, you'll hear all about it. But first" he announces and stops, turning towards a hot-dog stand "we'll get something to eat. Dealio?"

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"All right, I can be down with that." Tara agrees, with a nod, before she realizes how much she just sounded like Randy. It's not that big of a surprise, and she follows on after him, adding, "Just throw everything on mine. I'm from the South. We tend to eat just about anything."

He's probably noticed the slight Southern accent to her voice. It takes a keen mind to notice it, but James noticed it, and surely somebody of Shawn's ability would figure it out too. It would probably help separate her from the other girl he'd said she looked like.

Which, she should ask him about that, it might be interesting.

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"Got it!" Shawn grins and buys two hot dogs for them. "This one's for you..." He carefully hands one to Tara. "... and I'm gonna keep this one."

Taking a look around he points over to a bench. "Let's sit down there, alright? And then I'm gonna tell you all about my trip to the weird outer space of... needle medicine."

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"Just skip the squicky parts," she says, nodding in agreement. She settles on one end of the bench, crossing her legs at the ankles and stretching out slightly. It's always nice in Los Angeles and this particular day is no exception. "Sounds like you've done a lot of fun stuff."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"Only fun stuff," Shawn agrees, nodding eagerly. He sits down next to her and leans back, enjoying the sun on his face and taking a large bite of his hot dog. "If it wasn't fun anymore I packed up my things and left."

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

She gives him an interesting look, almost a little bit sad. "That must have been hard," she replies. "I mean, leaving behind everything and stuff. When I left North Carolina it was really difficult for me. I'd spent my whole life there. It was even more difficult moving to London because of Randy and everybody here. I can't imagine moving around a lot, I'd never get comfortable." A small smile. "I guess that makes me kind of a homebody."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

Shawn scratches the back of his head, feeling just a little bit uncomfortable under the almost compassionate look. "Well, there's nothing wrong with being a homebody either. Gus is a little bit like that." His grin slips back into place. "Until I drag him along to the fun things of life, that is."

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

That makes her narrow her eyes playfully and give him her best pouting look. "Are you saying I'm not fun?" she teases, lightly punching him in the arm. "Oh you haven't seen what I can get up to."

A grin. "Well sometimes."

[head-psychic.livejournal.com]

"Ow!" Shawn rubs his arm in fake pain, grinning. "What, no! You are the exception that makes the rule!" He beams at her. "I'm totally having fun right now."

[carolina-blonde.livejournal.com]

"Good." Tara beams at him. "I'm having a lot of fun too, Shawn. This was a great idea. Thanks, really."